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(Header Image: Lake Kissimmee pre-dawn, light fog.) “It’s something different.” A phrase guaranteed to increase a birder’s pulse rate. “Yellow face, dark eye line, greenish on the back, white wing-bars, white underneath, dark throat – what in the world?” Gone. A couple of pictures. Sigh. Drive on. “There it is! There are two of them!”, Gini yelled and braced for impact as I slammed on the brakes. The two birds were in… Read More
Anticipation. One dictionary definition describes it as “pleasurable expectation”. As my memory cells fade into unreliability, a few still meld and conjure up examples of “pleasurable expectation”. Fishing trips. When I was very young, Dad would come home on a Friday afternoon and walk around the boat, check the level in the gas tank, put the tackle in the truck – “Want to go to Panasoffkee in the morning?” Anticipation. Now I… Read More
“Sausage, grits and cantaloupe okay with you?” Once upon a time, there was a beautiful brown-eyed young woman who blinked those sublime eyes in disbelief when I revealed I did not care for grits. After all, my mother was raised in Mississippi, the virtual center of the “grits belt” of the southern United States. My father was from the panhandle of Florida, which is actually part of Alabama and Georgia, where a… Read More
